I could call it hope, or call it peace...I could call it wings or call it moon.
Even without touching it...
I could say it's just so sweet and it tastes like honey...or say it hurts, and gives me aches and it burns...

I could say anything I want ‘cause I believe in it...I could say anything i want because I’m the one who's feeling it

And I can fly, and then fall, and leave, and crawl …






...

"Tick, tock, you don't stop

You don't fade

You just stay

But I'll do it all again"